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  “Maddie, that was better than any of the times before. I love you. I hope nothing will ever get between us again.”

  “Me too, Brad. I love you so much. I promise to fulfill the commitment if you promise to never leave me again.”

  “I promise, Maddie. Let’s be together forever and forget about the right and wrong. That doesn’t matter anymore. All that matters is that we have each other.”

  Book 4: Alone With the Man I Grew Up With

  “…It appears that the snowstorm is only getting worse as people rush to get home. As you can see, people are being stranded all over the streets in their cars due to the lack of snow plows. It is advised that you stay in your homes until the snowstorm subsides. The snow should continue until tomorrow morning. Do not go out by any means…”

  I heard the T.V. as I took off my wet clothes before entering the shower. It was the snowstorm of the century, at least according to the reporters. People are constantly being told to stay indoors to let the weather subside because if you went outdoors, there is a chance that you could get frostbite among other things.

  I knew first hand how bad the weather was outside. Coming from my friend Jill’s house, I pushed through the cold hard wind that was full of snow to get home. She didn’t live far and taking the car on these roads was pointless. It felt as if I would never make it back. But, finally, I reached the house where I was greeted by a warm welcome from Charlie, the man I grew up with. The handsome Charlie I always had naughty thoughts over. We would make it through this storm together, I thought.

  He let me in and saw that I was shivering from the cold. He told me that I should go take a hot shower to clean up and to get warm again. I followed his advice. I took off my large jacket and destroyed boots, and headed upstairs to the shower.

  Shivering, I rushed to take off all the articles of clothes that were soaked and stuck to me. I jumped around as I struggled to take off the last wet t-shirt that was determined to stay on me. After finally defeating the challenge that was my clothes, I headed to the outside of the shower. Pushing the door to the side, I put my hand in and turned the handle. I put my hand against the current of the water as I felt it go from freezing cold, to warmer and warmer. The warmth reminded me of Charlie with how inviting he was, with how caring he was.

  Once the water reached the perfect temperature, I stepped in and closed the door. I let the warm water hit the back of my neck that began to neutralize the freezing temperatures of my body. Steam rose and fogged up the glass door. The warmth that covered me was much more pleasant than the frostbite I was receiving outside. I yearned for the warm water that seemed I would never receive again. I thanked fate for bringing me to this point, because every minute outdoors felt like an hour.

  As I settled down in the shower, I let my mind wander as I always let it. I thought about the storm outside and wondered about how difficult it must be for many other people to get home to their loves ones.

  Loved ones. The term brought Charlie to mind. He was the man I grew up with. We were brought up together at a very young age when my father married his mother. We both became very close as if we were always together. As we grew up, I saw the man that Charlie was becoming, and I loved every part of it.

  Charlie began to workout and run in order to chisel the body he desired. He learned fashion as he researched online continuously. He got a whole new look that I loved. And even though he spent a great deal of time on fashion and looks, he still found time to do well in school. He achieved a 4.0 and participated in many activities as he grew up. He was on the basketball team and the debate team. He was catch to many of the other girls. Even to me.

  But, as much as I enjoyed fantasizing about Charlie, I knew nothing could come from it. Everyday, either him coming from the gym or just wanting to talk about his day, it gave me new fantasies that I would envision at night.

  I thought back to the time of Charlie’s 18th birthday three years ago where I caught him fully naked in his room after he came from the gym. The sweat that rolled down his chiseled jaw and his glistening chest. I got as much as I could in one look. It was something amazing. That night I pleasured myself for so long that I don’t think I even slept.

  I began to think to that moment as I lowered my hand down to my clit. The water continue to pour down onto me as I began to get more and more aroused. The warmth of the water and the pleasure from rubbing my clit to the idea of Charlie’s glistening chest was just too much. I clenched from pleasure as I continued the process. It was his face, with his ice blue eyes that I started off with. I lowered my eyes down to his chest that I thought about so often. I continued to lower my eyes in my vision. I lowered them down to where I saw his member. The member that was thicker and larger than I have ever seen. I couldn’t believe it. I thought about how it would feel to have his cock ram into my cavern. I imagined rocking back and forth on his bed, as he kept attempting to go deeper and deeper into my cavern. I felt his chest with my hands and attempted to touch every part of his chiseled body.

  I began to get more and more aroused to the point that I was close to reaching a climax. I clenched as I rubbed my clit faster and faster. I couldn’t stop now. The pleasure was becoming more enticing as I rubbed faster and faster. My mind kept bouncing back between the catching of Charlie naked and him pounding me. How he would pound me even though our parents were right outside thinking that something like this would never happen. My stepbrother, Charlie. The idea fermented in my mind as I reached the point of no return. All at once, I clenched and held the idea of my stepbrother pounding me. Spikes of pleasure rushed throughout my entire body as the warm water covered me.

  Finally, after a good amount of time, I calmed down. I felt light headed standing in the shower as I stood from the after effects of the thoughts of Charlie. I was relieved, just like someone who needs to take a smoke to relieve their withdrawal.

  Taking the shampoo and soap, I cleaned my entire body of everything that just happened. I rubbed the usual scent of strawberry into my hair that men would always compliment me on. I ran the warm water through my hair and body to cleanse myself. After all was done, I turned to the faucet and slowly turned it off as the pressure dwindled down the back of my head.

  Stepping out of the shower, I grabbed the nearest towel and began to dry myself off. I put on my black leggings and white top before exiting the shower. As I opened the door, the sound of the T.V. got louder.

  “…Stay inside folks! This is the largest snowstorm in the country in over 100 years. It is not safe to step outside. Plows will not continue to plow the roads due to weather conditions. Please stay inside until weather conditions subside tomorrow morning…”

  The weather channel kept covering the snowstorm outside. Luckily I was now inside, warm, relieved, and cleaned up. I went downstairs to where I found Charlie sitting on the couch in the living room watching the news and on his phone.

  “Hey Charlie!”

  “Oh, hey Laura! Man, this weather is sure crazy. Can you believe it’s the largest snowstorm of the century?”

  “Yeah, what a time to be alive. Hopefully everything turns out okay and we can go back to our lives!”

  “Yeah, but shoveling tomorrow is going to be a bitch,” he said laughing.

  “It sure is,” I said as I laughed with him.

  I pulled out my phone and began to look through all my different types of social media. As I looked through everything, I kept bringing my eyes up to Charlie. I couldn’t stop looking at him, but I had to act normal. Eventually, I looked through all my social media. However, I didn’t know what else to do so I kept opening up the same apps over and over again.

  I looked at Charlie more and more as he stared at his phone, scrolling through his social media. I saw him smirk as he stared on the screen with the brightness so high that it was almost as if a spotlight was on him. However, his smile seemed to shine brighter than his phone. Whenever he smiled, I couldn’t help but smile too.

  All of a sudden Charlie loo
ked up from his phone towards me, causing me to nervously look back at my phone.

  “Hey, I’m getting kind of hungry. How about you?” He asked me.

  “Uh, yeah, I think I can go for something. What do we have in the fridge? I mean we can necessarily go out and eat,” I said jokingly.

  He laughed. “No, I guess we can’t. How about we try to see what kind of food we have and we can go from there.”

  “Alright, you check the fridge and I’ll check the cabinets to see if we can end up making something.”

  Charlie, putting his phone away, stood up and towered over me as he went towards the fridge. I imagined him getting up to get on top of me and to touch me in all the places I had imagined in the shower earlier. I wanted Charlie to tower over me as he put his cock inside me. I imagined him starting slow, easing it in. And, as he finally put it inside of me, he would go fast and hard to not even give me a break.

  “You coming?”

  I blinked and shook my head.

  “Uhhh, yeah, yeah, I’m coming right now!”

  Woah. I got completely distracted. Charlie has that effect on me where I can be lost in my day dreams for awhile. Not that I mind, but it does create some awkward situations.

  I got up and went towards the cabinets next to Charlie. I watched him stare curiously at the inside of the fridge as he was searching for something pleasant to have. I opened the cabinets and could find nothing but expired canned food.

  “Well, there’s nothing here!” I exclaimed.

  “It’s okay,” he reassured me. He pulled out something that appeared to be two steaks. “I think mom and dad left these in the fridge for when they would come back from their trip to have. Since they probably aren’t coming back anytime soon due to the weather, we might as well enjoy them. I mean, it would be rude to let them go to waste!” He said with a smirk on his face.

  I smirked. “Your right,” I told him, indulging in our crime. “I’m pretty sure mom and dad would get mad at us if we didn’t eat their steaks!”

  “Great! Then I’ll start cooking them. Can you put my favorite song on so I can jam to it while I cook,” he said laughing.

  “Alright,” I told him laughing.

  I went back to the couches next to the fireplace and dived on to them. I turned on my back and brought out my phone yet again. Staring at my phone, I connected it to the blue-tooth speaker and put on his favorite pop song that had been on the radio recently. It was one of those songs that would never leave your head and that you couldn’t help but singing along.

  We both began singing to the chorus of the song at the same time, and instantaneously look at each other. We both laughed as we song even louder as he cooked the rich steaks.

  He continued to sing as I watched him cook our meal. I loved how kind Charlie was and how he was looking to take care of me when our parents weren’t home. I watched as he put different sauces into the pan and got himself dirty. He got sauce all over his white tee and I just wished he would take off his shirt so that I could see his wonderful body that he had been working on for years. I wanted to see the master piece that was his body that he had been holding back.

  The thoughts from my previous shower began to come up again. I thought they went away when I pleased myself before. Well, there’s Charlie for you. As much as I please myself to the thought of Charlie, it will never be enough.

  I began to inch my hand closer and closer to below my waist as I stared heavily at Charlie. He was right there. He wouldn’t even notice. I began to put my hands into my pants, when right at that moment Charlie turned around. Before he could notice, I threw my hands out and back behind the back of my head.

  “Hey!” Charlie exclaimed over the loudness of the music. “How do you want your steak done?”

  “Uhhh,” was all I managed to get out as I stared at him awkwardly, hoping that he did not notice what had just happened. “Yeah, uh, I’ll have a medium rare.”

  “Good choice! Medium rare is honestly the best.”

  He turned around and got back to work on the steaks. I couldn’t believe that he almost just caught me pleasuring myself. What am I doing! He’s my stepbrother! This is wrong. I’m pleasuring myself to him in the same room.

  But, as I told myself this, I knew I didn’t feel too bad about it. As wrong as I knew it was, it felt amazing. The thrill of almost being caught only added to the excitement.

  I wanted to put my hand back in my pants, but the other part of me was telling me that it was a bad idea. It was trying to tell me to imagine what might happen if we caught me. Our whole relationship would be ruined and our parents and friends might find out. Everything in my life was on the line here.

  The idea kept bouncing back and forth in my mind. Eventually a good amount of time past where Charlie finally told me that the steaks had finished.

  “Done!” He exclaimed.

  I looked at him as he brought over two delicious looking steaks. I began to sit up on the couch. He brought them over on a plate for each of us and set them up on the coffee table in front of us. He sat close to me.

  “Who knew we would be eating such a classy dinner in such a non-classy setting,” he said laughing, pointing to the steaks on the coffee table.

  “Well, how about we make it more classy,” I told him.

  “What did you have in mind?”

  I smirked at him and headed to the light switch. I dimmed the lights. Then, I headed to the gas fireplace and turned it in on in front of us. Then, I switched the music to something a bit more classy.

  “Hey, it feels like we’re in a five star restaurant now!” He exclaimed, complimenting me.

  “Good! That’s what I was going for!”

  “Alright, well let’s eat. Tell me what you think of the steak.”

  He began to stare at me heavily, waiting for my approval. I slowly cut the steak in front of us. Finally, I brought the piece of steak into my mouth and groaned with delight to which Charlie smiled.

  “It’s that good?” He questioned me.

  “It’s that good.”

  “I’m glad that my culinary classes are coming into good use,” he said joking with relief.

  “Yeah me too. Don’t hesitate to make me more food.”

  “Hah! Don’t get ahead of yourself”

  We began to dig into our food. Soon enough, we talked about the weather outside that led to many different conversations. We laughed and we joked. I touched his broad shoulders as I pushed him away while laughing. As we can continued, Charlie came up with a great idea.

  “Hey, I have an idea,” Charlie started. “Let’s break into mom and dad’s liquor cabinet.”

  “Yeah, okay,” I said to him sarcastically. But, I stared at his face which was full of seriousness.

  “Are you serious?” I asked him.

  “Yeah! I mean why not? Mom and dad are gone on a trip and definitely won’t be coming back for awhile with this weather. If anything, we could always just replace it.”

  “Alright, but let’s not drink their good liquor because I don’t want to have to lose all my money.”

  He went towards the liquor cabinet and brought out some nice red wine.

  “This will go perfect with our steak. Now it really does feel like we are in a restaurant,” he said.

  We broke open the wine and started drinking. Before we knew it, we had drunken the majority of it and we’re beginning to loosen up. We touched each other more and more, and I began to not hold myself back anymore. I complimented his great work on getting such a great body as I felt his chest. He thanked me and said the same for me and my running. I blushed and thanked him. We began to exchange more and more compliments.

  “Well, you have great eyes! I wish I had your eyes,” I told him jealously.

  “Are you kidding me? You have great skin complexion. Do you remember how I was growing up?”

  “Oh, but your pimples weren’t that bad,” I told Charlie, comforting him.

  “Well, it made it difficult to ever find a
date to homecoming,” he told me.

  “Well, I wouldn’t have cared about your few pimples back then. I would have gladly gone to homecoming with you in high school,” I told him as I realized I was touching his thigh.

  My eyes went from his thighs to ice blue eyes. I quickly realized that I was hitting on my stepbrother, and pulled my hand away. I put both hands on my drink and faced the fireplace as I tried to ignore what had just happened.

  Charlie spoke again. “Well, thank you. I would’ve been very happy to have gone to homecoming with a pretty girl like you.”

  I looked back at Charlie as he smiled at me. Did he have the same feelings as me? Did he want me like I wanted him?

  “You were always kind to me Laura,” he told me as he put his hand on my knee.

  “Charlie, what are you doing?” I stuttered.

  “Laura, I have to come clean. I have always thought of having you. I knew it was wrong to have these thoughts, but I couldn’t help but please myself to the thought of having you. Seeing you always gets me so hard. Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but I can’t hold back what I feel anymore. Plus, I saw what you were doing on the couch before while I was cooking.”

  I began to blush really hard.

  “Uh, what do you mean?”

  “Oh come on, Laura. I know you feel the same way about me. You have been flirting with me all night!” He exclaimed.